SAPPHO
(Lobel-Page 26 – Σαπφώ – English translation)
Just how could anyone not frequently sicken,
Cypris, my Lady, for whom one so deeply loves
And wishes above all to beck back, time and again?
What do you have in your
Many minds, tossing me aimlessly, striking
My longing-loosened knees [
blood] not [from⠀⠀⠀ ] [petition
] [if
] for you I'm willing [
] to suffer this [
see]. I myself
Know this
] those [
] [after
]
]